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This morning I was playing fetch in the backyard with Teddy, and I looked over and there was one of these huge woodpecker birds with the red head and the black and white speckled body lying dead at the base of one of my trees. Of course, I felt badly for the bird. However! I cannot handle handling dead things. Luckily, my cats weren’t interested. That would have been traumatizing!
I told Julie and zip! Scott, bless his heart, came right over. He asked for a bag, I gave him three, requesting that the bird be triple bagged (otherwise I would not be able to throw any garbage away in the garbage can, knowing that I would see the dead bird in there). He kindly obliged.
Well, today’s a windy day and as frequently happens, my garbage can tipped over. Usually in my garbage can there are little bags of Teddy poops from when I walk him, so when I saw that a bag had blown out I blithely went over to pick it up and throw it back away.
Just as I finally got it onto the blade, I heard “CAW!”
I screamed and nearly dropped the bag! SURELY NOT. It was hours later, and both my cats had walked right up to the bird and it had no reaction at all!
It must have been a bird nearby. A bird with uncanny timing! It couldn’t possibly have been the dead bird’s spirit. Or that the dead bird had actually only been in a coma and had just now woken up!
And that is my exciting story for the day. My life is an adventure, as you can tell…
Addendum: I have no idea what killed that bird. There wasn’t a mark on him – from what I could tell from ten feet away, which is the closest I would get until he was triple bagged.
The tree that he was at the base of is half dead, having been struck by lightning a few years before. Now, my theory, which I shall have to work around because I have been BANNED from saying the “B” word ever again from my brothers, is that, um, BUTTERFLIES live in dead trees! Or so I’ve heard. Perhaps the bird was pecking away and has the same phobia as I! Perhaps he was startled by a colony of butterflies emerging from the dead part of the tree and he fell, striking his head on a root!
That’s just a theory, of course…
And on THAT note, happy Wednesday!
Emily Grace will be making her way to Tennessee this very morning. I’m so very glad I got this photo of them together before Carol Jane left! They had formed quite a bond while they were here and were sad to part and insisted, thank goodness. What a very happy ending to their story!
Of course, it’s also just the beginning…
And on that note, happy Friday!
P.S. I’m not saying my “winter legs” were hairy, but since I shaved them, I notice I’m able to walk a lot faster…
This was night before last. I couldn’t understand why she wanted waffles, especially since it was night, but I once again could not say no to that little face.
Even when I found out I was out of mix.
“Waffleth!” she cried again.
Actually, they sounded pretty good. So I made waffles. The house smelled heavenly. It took me awhile to find Sunny Joy. She was in the living room, which isn’t far from the kitchen, but at just over 12″, Sunny Joy is small. She was playing with her new salmon pink hat, trying it on at different angles and tucking her hair up and down.
I proudly presented her with a nice hot (small) plate of waffles. Actually, it was just one waffle. And really, it wasn’t even that. By now I’ve gotten pretty good at judging how much each little doll can eat, based on their size. I figured nine squares total, three squares by three squares, so about a quarter of a waffle would be about right.
So there I stood with my little plate of waffle, leaning down so that she could see it and coaxing her into the dining room. She gave me a blank stare.
It took awhile, but I finally figured out what it was she wanted. RUFFLES. On her purse! I spent all day yesterday working on a purse for her. A purse with ruffles. But I ran out of time. I had made a vow that I would always have at least one doll up for adoption at all times, no matter what, and Emily Grace’s time was almost done. So I had to stop sewing and put Sunny Joy up for adoption mid-finishing. With just one photo. So far, of course!
I also had to rush her lips. I think I’m going to redo them, and not quite so shiny and a little bit more of her original orangey red. The touch up by her eye turned out fine.
I’m also going to finish that ruffley purse. If you’ll notice, there is a strap showing. Trickster! That is indeed just a strap!
So today holds ruffles and a few finishing touches and more photos and then Sunny Joy will be fully ready to go and content.
You can see her page HERE.
Happy Friday Eve Day!